Ayimulan raised her hand and removed the ghostly mask from her face, calmly gazing at Meng Qianqian.
Meng Qianqian said, "Loulan Queen, I hope you have been well. Mr. Shan, this is your fault. The princess consort comes personally, yet you didn't inform me in advance so I could welcome her, making it appear that I'm negligent and rude."
Shan Cheng, standing on the other side of Ayimulan, twirled the Green Flute in his hand and asked, "Do you have any?"
Meng Qianqian replied, "I have some to put on the appearance."
Shan Cheng chuckled.
Meng Qianqian looked at Ayimulan again, "If the princess consort isn't staying put in Shanshan City, aren't you specifically here to see me as a hostage? I'm truly flattered."
Ayimulan said, "I know you sent them a message, leading them to Shanshan City."
Meng Qianqian's eyes moved slightly, "Ah, I see."
She had never sent a message to Lu Yuan and Chen Long.
